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The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 53: A Deadly Warning
Elena’s Point Of View The chilled morning air bit at my skin as I wandered down the empty path leading from Nicholas’s estate. Each step felt heavier than the last, my thoughts spinning in endless circles. The world I had willingly stepped into, for love or madness, was far darker than I had imagined.The image of Alejandro rushing down the hallway replayed in my mind, paired with the fragmented pieces of the conversation I had overheard. "The Castillos are back. Elena is the key." Those words had rooted themselves deep in my chest, suffocating every breath I tried to take.I needed air, space to think and clear my mind But even as I walked, my unease grew. The quiet was too absolute, too unnatural.The sound of footsteps behind me made me pause. My heart stuttered, and I spun around, but the path was empty."Get it together, Elena, stop hallucinating for pits sake!" I muttered under my breath, forcing myself to keep walking.A few more steps, and then it happened so fast, a hand cla
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Elena's Point Of ViewThe engine purred softly as I gripped the steering wheel, my knuckles white against the smooth leather. The city sprawled before me, a labyrinth of glass and steel under the relentless glare of the afternoon sun. My father's office which was about to become my office now, loomed in the distance. Returning to Torres Enterprises for the first time since the funeral felt like walking into a battlefield unarmed.My father’s empire was all I had left of him. The weight of the responsibility pressed down on me, making my breaths shallow. I’d spent days convincing myself that I was ready to step into his shoes, to salvage what was left of our legacy. Yet here I was, my stomach twisting in knots, feeling anything but prepared.The underground parking lot was cavernous and eerily quiet, except for the echo of my heels clicking against the concrete. The shadows seemed longer here, stretching unnaturally across the space. As I approached the elevator, my fingers brushed aga
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Elena's Point Of View"I'm sorry, Miss Torres, but your financial situation makes you too high a risk for this type of loan."The bank official’s words played over and over in my head as I stepped out of the Heritage Bank, the chilly wind biting at my cheeks. I clutched the handle of my purse so tightly my knuckles turned white, the sting of rejection burning deeper with every passing second.It wasn’t the first bank to shut me down this week. It wasn’t even the third. No matter how passionately I pleaded or how much I laid bare the desperation in my soul, they all gave me the same response. The Torres name, once a symbol of wealth and respectability, was now little more than a cautionary tale.The heels of my boots clicked sharply against the pavement as I walked back to my car, parked a block away. The city buzzed around me, cars honking, conversations spilling out of cafes, and the distant hum of construction but it all felt muted, like I was underwater. My world had shrunk to the
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Elena's Point Of ViewThe sound of my heels clicking against the marble floor was the only thing keeping me tethered to reality. Each step was deliberate, a fragile attempt to hold myself together while the words from earlier that morning looped ominously in my head.“You’re dealing with Nicholas De Luca?” the man I’d hired to verify the contract had asked, his voice dropping to a hushed, almost reverent tone. “If I were you, I wouldn’t play games. He’s not the kind of man you want to cross.”When I pressed for more information, his lips had pressed into a thin line, as if even speaking De Luca’s name aloud was enough to summon trouble. That was all I got out of him, a cryptic warning and an iron-clad confirmation that the contract binding me to this nightmare was, indeed, legally bulletproof.Now, as I gripped the steering wheel of my car and navigated the city streets, I could feel the weight of that warning sitting heavy in my chest. Today was the last day. The deadline had arrived
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Elena's Point Of ViewThe sharp blare of a car horn cut through the suffocating stillness of my room. I froze mid-motion, clutching the final suitcase that held remnants of my old life. A pang of regret gripped me as my gaze swept over the bedroom I had called my sanctuary for as long as I could remember. The posters on the walls, the chipped dresser I’d stubbornly refused to replace, all of it whispered memories of a time when my life was my own. But that was over now.Wiping away the tears that blurred my vision, I steeled myself and heaved the suitcase toward the door. The horn sounded again, impatient this time, as though the world outside was eager to rip me away from the last vestiges of comfort I had.When I stepped outside, the sleek black car idling at the curb seemed to absorb the very light around it, a fitting metaphor for the darkness that was about to consume me. The driver, a man with a neatly pressed suit and a face devoid of expression, stepped out and reached for my
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Elena's Point Of ViewThe first thing I noticed when I woke up was the suffocating stillness of the room. The air felt heavy, thick with the kind of silence that made you hyperaware of every creak and groan of the walls. I blinked a few times, staring at the ornate ceiling that seemed to loom over me like a constant reminder of where I was and who I was trapped with.Nicholas De Luca.A shiver ran down my spine at the thought of his name, but I pushed it aside and reached for my phone on the nightstand. The screen was blank. No messages, no notifications. Not a single word from the people who used to flood my inbox daily. I let out a bitter laugh. It seemed that being Mrs. De Luca came with more than one kind of isolation.I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, the cold hardwood floor biting against my bare feet. I needed to shake off this fog, and a shower seemed like a good start.The hot water cascading over me did little to melt the icy grip around my heart. I let my mind wande
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Nicholas’s Point Of ViewThe soft click of the front door echoed in the vast expanse of the lobby as I stepped inside. A low murmur from the guards stationed at the door caught my attention.“Sir,” one of them began, his tone professional yet laced with apprehension. “Mrs. De Luca attempted to leave earlier. We stopped her as per your instructions.”I nodded once, dismissing them with a wave of my hand. “Good. Keep up the vigilance.”Steeling myself, I walked into the house, exhaustion clinging to me like a second skin. The weight of today’s business dealings bore heavily on my shoulders, but I had no time to dwell on it. As I crossed the living room a storm was brewing.She was waiting for me.Elena stood in the middle of the foyer, arms crossed tightly over her chest, her petite frame radiating fury. Her foot tapped an impatient rhythm against the marble floor, the sharp clicks echoing through the silent space. She was a sight to behold, with fire dancing in her eyes and defiance et
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The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 53: A Deadly Warning
Elena’s Point Of View The chilled morning air bit at my skin as I wandered down the empty path leading from Nicholas’s estate. Each step felt heavier than the last, my thoughts spinning in endless circles. The world I had willingly stepped into, for love or madness, was far darker than I had imagined.The image of Alejandro rushing down the hallway replayed in my mind, paired with the fragmented pieces of the conversation I had overheard. "The Castillos are back. Elena is the key." Those words had rooted themselves deep in my chest, suffocating every breath I tried to take.I needed air, space to think and clear my mind But even as I walked, my unease grew. The quiet was too absolute, too unnatural.The sound of footsteps behind me made me pause. My heart stuttered, and I spun around, but the path was empty."Get it together, Elena, stop hallucinating for pits sake!" I muttered under my breath, forcing myself to keep walking.A few more steps, and then it happened so fast, a hand cla
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 52: Betrayed
Nicholas’s Point Of ViewThe room smelled of blood and sweat, a sickening combination that clung to my skin as I leaned against the cold metal table. The man before me, tied to a chair, was a trembling mess. His face was swollen, his lip split, and his breathing shallow. Yet, he refused to talk.I gripped the edge of the table, my knuckles turning white as I fought to keep my temper in check. “You’ve got one last chance,” I growled, my voice low and deadly. “Who were you working for, what have you been feeding them about me and what do they plan to do ?”The mole spat blood onto the floor, his defiance almost admirable if it weren’t so fucking infuriating. “You’re already finished,” he rasped, a twisted smile tugging at his lips. “The Castillos know everything there is to know about you. Your empire? It’s crumbling, and there’s nothing you can do to stop it.”I slammed my fist into the table, the sound reverberating through the room. “Wrong answer,” I hissed. Grabbing the knife from t
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 51: Whispers of Danger
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The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 50: A Moment of Peace
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Elena's Point Of ViewThe day started with a surprise, a rare one from Nicholas. “You have a spa appointment,” he said over breakfast, his tone casual yet firm, as if it wasn’t up for discussion.I raised an eyebrow, setting down my fork. “A spa appointment? Since when do you care about that?”He smirked, leaning back in his chair. “Since now. Just go, Elena. Trust me for once.”The word trust lingered between us like an unwelcome guest. Trust wasn’t something Nicholas and I shared. Still, I had no fight left in me today, so I went.I sat in the spa, letting the therapists work their magic. The soft hum of music, the soothing scents of lavender and eucalyptus, and the gentle hands kneading the tension out of my shoulders should have relaxed me, but my mind was elsewhere. Nicholas De Luca didn’t do nice. He didn’t do thoughtful."What was his angle?"I mulled over it as the spa attendants wrapped my face in a cooling mask. Maybe he felt guilty for his constant coldness. Or maybe this w
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 46: Realization
Nicholas’s Point Of ViewThe rain tapped against the windows like a restless intruder. I sat in my study, staring blankly at my open laptop, its screen glowing with data I couldn’t be bothered to read. The silence in the house was deafening, broken only by the distant sound of Elena’s soft sobs, muffled behind her bedroom door. It had been days since she last spoke to me. Days of walking on eggshells and pretending that everything was fine when it was anything but.The knock at my door was a welcome distraction, though I didn’t show it. “Come in,” I called out, my voice sharper than I intended.Alejandro stepped in, his tall frame casual yet composed, as always. “Boss, do you have a moment?”I nodded, gesturing for him to take a seat.“I got the new device you asked me to get for Mrs. De Luca,” he said, pulling a sleek black phone from his jacket pocket. “Also, I’ve installed a tracking device for you to know where she is at all times.”I didn’t respond immediately. My gaze drifted to
The Mafia's Little Obsession Chapter 45: Doubts
Elena’s Point Of ViewNicholas’s voice echoed from the kitchen as I stood by the window, staring blankly at the overcast sky. “Elena, you’re not helping yourself by staying in,” he said, his tone carrying that frustrating mix of impatience and forced concern. I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms. Every word from his mouth felt like a whip, scraping against my already raw nerves. He didn’t get it. He couldn’t.I turned slowly, meeting his gaze as he walked into the room. “I’m not going to work today Nicholas, I need time,” I said, my voice trembling with restrained anger.Nicholas paused, his brow furrowing. “You’ve missed enough days already. Avoiding work isn’t going to help us find the real murderers, Elena.”His words struck a nerve, and I felt something in me snap. “Don’t you dare tell me how to grieve my parents!” My voice was louder than I intended, but I didn’t care. “You think I’m just going to waltz into the office and pretend everything’s fine after all I found
